Chapter 617

"Black and White Guardians!"

Poison Hand Scholar called out, and the Black and White Guardians entered immediately, their expressions carrying a bit of disappointment.

They thought Poison Hand Scholar would directly destroy Fang Xing, this offending guy...

Bai Bai Fa Wang was even prepared to recommend several cruel punishments in the sect, but now it seems they are all useless.

"From today on, Dan Laozu Natural joins our side, preparing for the final decisive battle against the Sect Alliance!"

Poison Hand Scholar coughed lightly and said: "You two, when you see Dan Laozu Natural, you must be as respectful as when you see me..."

"What?"

Black Bai Bai Fa Wang and Bai Bai Fa Wang looked at each other, both feeling somewhat unbelievable.

Especially Bai Bai Fa Wang!

She has always been ashamed of being defeated by Fang Xing, so how can she turn around now? Fang Xing has become her superior?

But this woman and Black Bai Bai Fa Wang are both smart people; they looked at each other and probably guessed that Fang Xing had secretly joined the sect.

As for the matter of this remnant of the ancient orthodoxy in the land beyond the borders suddenly becoming a God-Favored of the Great Destruction God, their brains simply couldn't turn around, and they wouldn't consider it in this direction.

"Okay, next let's look at the combat arrangements..."

Poison Hand Scholar got Fang Xing's signal and said: "Now, the Seven Sect Alliance is based on the Blood Shadow Gate mountain gate, circling with our army... Its high-end combat power has seven Yang Spirit True Immortals... among which the Upper God Hall can perform the 'God-Inviting Technique', inviting a puppet ancestor of the post-Yang Spirit realm to entangle with me."

"And although the ancestors of sects like Flying Immortal Sect and Haoyang Palace are only at the early Yang Spirit realm, they also have town-sect treasures... together they put together the 'Six Treasures of Jing Tian', which is enough to entangle with divine artifacts..."

"Our side has six High Priests, who need to set up rituals in advance to barely possess Yang Spirit combat power..."

"In terms of military formations, our professional squads occupy an absolute advantage, but the number is small, and forcibly attacking the opponent's formation will still cause too much loss..."

Fang Xing nodded repeatedly.

The formation in the cultivation world is equivalent to the city wall in ancient times; no matter when, attacking an enemy guarded by a city wall must pay a heavy price.

That is why there is the saying that attacking the heart is the best, and attacking the city is the worst.

Of course, in the cultivation world, it mainly depends on the victory or defeat of the top combat power.

"We didn't launch a decisive battle before, just because we lacked the power to settle the matter; now that Dan Laozu Natural has joined, his cultivation is comparable to the post-Yang Spirit realm, enough to kill several Yang Spirit True Immortals and lay the foundation for the overall situation..."

Poison Hand Scholar said.

"Post-Yang Spirit realm?"

Black Bai Bai Fa Wang was shocked, and Bai Bai Fa Wang sighed in her heart, knowing that she might never be able to take revenge in her life.

The real big battle is coming, and for both sides, it is almost an open card.

The various movements of the Life-Killing Sect army were quickly passed to the Sect Alliance through spies.

Whether it is true or false, they, who are in a strategic defensive position, have no choice but to follow and prepare for war.

Even preparing for the final decisive battle.

And in this process, how many moving deeds occurred among the intelligence personnel of various sects, and even how many casualties on various battle lines, in the end, can only be turned into numbers and summarized in front of the decision-makers.

Blood Shadow Gate mountain gate.

Inside a theater.

Master Xianlian went on stage to sing personally, and the music band of various shadow puppets and paper figures beat drums and gongs, which was very lively.

But for the Yang Spirit True Immortals below, this is just a game.

They seem to be enjoying the banquet, but in fact, various divine thoughts are intertwined rapidly, discussing:

"The Life-Killing Sect has movements... there is a 30% possibility that reinforcements have come from the Zhou side again!"

"Damn Zhou, are the Three Absolute Passes and the Long Wall defense line all blind?"

"Humph, Zhou wishes to exile all heretics here; everyone knows this..."

"What about the other 70% possibility?"

The ancestor of the Blood Shadow Gate looks like a ceramic doll, with two buns on his head, wearing a bright red coat, looking very festive.

Hearing this, he replied: "There is a 70% possibility that the Natural Sect Leader has joined them... This person is very powerful; I even suspect that he has been promoted to the post-Yang Spirit realm!"

"Impossible..."

An old man wearing a gray beggar's robe, chubby, shook his head: "The resources in the land beyond the borders are limited; we would be surprised for a long time if there were one more Yang Spirit True Immortal... Post-Yang Spirit realm? How did he practice?"

"And... it's still under the nose of Lian Laogui Qingmu? Hehe... this old ghost is really useless..."

The Sect Leader of Haoyang Palace, dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a face like jade and a majestic appearance, shook his head and said: "Except for life-saving, Fellow Daoist Qingmu's divine powers have no special features, so it's no wonder Qingmu Ridge was the first to be driven to the land beyond the borders..."

"Now that Benefactor Qingmu is dead, let's discuss the next war."

An old monk with a withered appearance, like a piece of dead wood, put his hands together: "We have already cut meat to feed the eagle and offered incense to the Upper God Hall with the incense of the six sects; I don't know if we can invite more Yang Spirit combat power?"

The Hall Master of the Upper God Hall is dressed like an ancient inkstone, his voice hoarse: "The land beyond the borders is too small after all, and the population is too small... The incense wish power accumulated recently can only invite the third-generation ancestor to barely move for a period of time..."

The Upper God Hall is famous for its God-Inviting Technique, and is best at inviting various 'gods' to help. In fact, it is the Yang Spirit of their own ancestors preserved by various secret methods; the so-called gods are completely gilding their own faces.

If placed in the Zhou Shenchao, it would definitely be beaten by the Qin Tian Jian.

Moreover, the Yang Spirit thoughts preserved by this secret method cannot be counted as resurrection or immortality at all, but are more equivalent to a kind of 'divine soul corpse refining', and the activation conditions are also very harsh.

Even so, the Upper God Hall has a deep foundation; if given enough faith incense wish power, it might be able to invite a demigod spirit—if anyone among its ancestors reached such a realm!

"Hehe..."

A Daoist wearing black feather clothes and a Daoist crown next to him shook his head: "Brother Wu, this is not sincere... My 'Three-Eye View' has been dealing with your Upper God Hall for nearly a thousand years, so I naturally know that your Upper God Hall has a deep foundation; every time you witness a covenant for others, you have to collect incense talisman money... Now that the 'incense gold money' in the Eight Treasures Merit Wish Power Pool, I don't know how much has been accumulated; we have been forced to a dead end, and even the ancestor's treasures have been donated to form the 'Six Treasures of Jing Tian', Brother Wu, do you still want to hide it?"

As long as there is faith incense, the divine way can continuously accumulate foundation.

Speaking of which, given the antiquity of the Upper God Hall, it is a very strange thing that the Flying Sword Gate is the boss.

Several Yang Spirit True Immortals looked at each other, all feeling that the Upper God Hall was hiding its strength.

"Alas... incense gold money is the last capital of our God Hall; once too much is used, and the incense spirit realm cannot be maintained, it is possible that the ancestor's divine soul dharma body has the risk of dissipating..."

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Hall Master Wu's face was very ugly: "That is the foundation that our Upper God Hall brought out from the Zhou Shenchao back then; we couldn't bear to use it even when facing the threat of sect destruction many times..."

"Do we still have a place to retreat now?"

The Blood Shadow Dan Laozu, who looked like a ceramic doll, shouted: "After this battle, my Blood Shadow Gate territory will be given to your Upper God Hall for preaching for a hundred years! And... I still have a few shadow puppet paper figure combat powers in my hand, which are also the sect's foundation; this time they will all be started..."

"Okay, Blood Shadow has expressed its position, and I cannot be stingy."

The Yang Spirit True Immortal, who looked like a beggar, said: "In our sect, there are several ancient jade talisman treasures; when the time comes, they will be used together, which will always make the enemy busy..."

"Amitabha... In the Vajra Temple, there are three hundred golden-bodied Arhats, which can support this big battle."

The withered old monk put his hands together.

"Since this is the case, our view still has a foundation left by the ancestor, and the old Daoist will also bring it."

Black Feather Daoist also gritted his teeth: "This is the Life-Killing Sect not letting us live... As for Brother Wu, if our several sects are destroyed, do you think your own sect can have a good result?"

Hall Master Wu looked around and knew that each family had been forced to show their final trump cards.

And Blood Shadow Dan Laozu didn't mean he didn't know he was squeezing the last bit of oil, but his own territory had been beaten down by more than half, so he was the most generous.

He sighed: "Since this is the case, our Upper God Hall will not care... When the time comes, incense gold money will be used regardless of the cost, enough to wake up another ancestor of the post-Yang Spirit realm... If that Dan Laozu Natural dares to come, he will definitely be given a surprise."

A few months later.

Blood Shadow Gate mountain gate.

Fang Xing flew over a Paper Slave Valley, and couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart.

A hundred years ago, he was struggling to survive here.

Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years later, he led the army himself and leveled this place.

He collected his mind and came to the front line.

Blood Shadow Gate relied on the formation for protection, and there was also a Paper House Cave and a theater standing outside the formation, presenting a corner-like trend.

In Fang Xing's view, it was like a prominent guard city or fortress during a siege...

With cooperation, it can bring more damage to the attacking side.

Fang Xing's eyes were deep, and he saw the dense Blood Shadow Gate disciples in the formation, as well as one piece after another of shadow puppets in the theater, and layers of paper figures in the Paper House Cave...

And the enemies of the Life-Killing Sect are far more than just the Blood Shadow Gate!

The Life-Killing Sect army was also arranged into square formations, the core of which was naturally the five thousand sect-protecting guards.

In addition, there were the surrendered Flying Sword Gate, the Corpse-Driving Sect servant army, and the mercenary army composed of loose cultivators...

Once the number of people exceeds ten thousand, it is boundless, and now the Life-Killing Sect army looks like more than just tens of thousands?

"Prepare to start."

Poison Hand Scholar stood on a high platform and ordered lightly.

Rumble!

One siege vehicle after another was pushed to the front of the formation; these siege vehicles looked very ancient, and there were counterweight catapults on them.

Life-Killing Sect members wearing High Priest robes were praying in front of giant stones polished into spherical shapes.

"Kill!"

Not only that, there were also prisoners who were beheaded after their prayers, and spells were engraved on the giant stone balls with blood.

Fang Xing saw that on the siege vehicles and giant stones, there was a faint spiritual light.

Obviously, after a series of ritual blessings and blood sacrifice prayers, these siege weapons had become temporary strange objects, which could bring more damage to the formation.

"Launch!"

With an order, a large number of catapults roared.

One stone missile after another, like meteors, smashed into the Blood Shadow Gate formation, and actually exploded!

Countless terrifying energy and shock waves swept across, actually making Fang Xing think of 'Meteor Explosion'!

The war has begun!

(End of chapter)